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Tuesday, October 28, 2008 12:26 AM
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3 straight days spent at home.
and my mum asked me, "why are you home the whole 3 days?!"
and she seemed surprised, and continue asking me, "you got not enough money to spend is it?"
and i just answered her, "no la, enough! just that i'm lazy to go out!"

now, i would rather stay at home and be a potato couch, than going out.
i very much want to say that i want to pack up my feelings,
hide it into the most corner of my heart, not letting anyone touch it.
but i don't wish to disappoint any of my friends,
cos i know that they're sick of my words.

but i'm trying my best to numb my feelings, and concentrate on my studies and club.
i wanna do well in both.

now, the wall is building higher and higher each and everyday.
i don't wish it's as high as the sky.

i am not ready again, at least i know not till next year.

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try bribing her with
ice cream! (:

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